cum on face

AI art 'Hu Tao Facial <3' with user description 'various models, similar prompts'

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Hu Tao Facial <3

AI art 'Demons Won' with user description 'Here you are with another round, now now more feet focus (previous post).
3 passions here: The 1st is Frieren, the 2nd I don't have to tell (eheh) and the 3rd one is stil this type of bondage (with tape the result is more accurate but I really like ropes as well).

Powerful characters became powerless.'

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Demons Won

AI art 'A night to remember' with user description 'The dormitory of Hope’s Peak Academy felt unusually cramped as Toko Fukawa sat hunched over her desk, her fingers twitching over the keys of her typewriter. The "Genocider" within was quiet for once, but Toko’s own neuroses were in full bloom. She let out a jagged sigh, turning her head to glare at Aoi Asahina, who was currently doing light stretches on a yoga mat nearby.
"H-Hey, Donut Girl," Toko stammered, her voice a mix of a rasp and a sneer. "I’m... I’m stuck. My next romance manuscript is as dry as a desert. I need inspiration. Real stories. Not that s-saccharine garbage you probably daydream about while eating your weight in sugar. Do you have any... ideas? Anything with actual heat?"
Aoi paused her stretch, her ponytail swaying as she looked at Toko with a surprisingly thoughtful expression. A slow, mischievous smile spread across her face—one that didn't quite match her usual bubbly persona. "Actually, Toko... I have a story. It’s not a 'romance' in the way you’d think, but it’s definitely an experience I’ll never forget."
Toko adjusted her glasses, her eyes narrowing. "Well? Spit it out. I don't have all day."
"It happened a few years ago," Aoi began, her voice dropping into a nostalgic hum. "I had this childhood friend—let’s call him Ken. We grew up together, and I used to sleep over at his house all the time when we were kids. Nothing ever happened back then; we were just buddies. But one weekend, he invited me over again. When I got there, I realized it wasn't just us. There were five other guys there—his friends from the basketball team. I thought it was a little strange at first, but they had ordered a mountain of pizza, and I was starving. We had a great time, laughing and eating until we were stuffed."
"P-Pizza? That’s your big lead-in?" Toko scoffed, though she was already leaning forward.
"After the food, we started playing Mario Kart," Aoi continued, ignoring the jab.I was a pro, Toko. I was beating everyone, race after race. I was so confident that I started craving donuts. That’s when one of the boys—this really tall, muscular guy his name is octavi—proposed a bet. He said, Hina, if you win the next course, we’ll all pitch in and buy you donuts every single week for an entire year. But... if you lose, everyone who beats you gets to do whatever they want to you for the rest of the night.'"
Toko’s breath hitched, her fingers hovering over her typewriter. "A-And you... you accepted?"
"I was so sure of myself," Aoi whispered, her eyes clouding with the memory. "But then we started the race. My heart was pounding. And for the first time in my life... I lost. I didn't just lose; I came in nearly last. Every single one of them beat me, except for Ken. The room went silent for a second, and then the atmosphere changed. It was like the air got ten degrees hotter."
"What did they do?" Toko rasped.
"The **Gangbang** started right there on the living room carpet," Aoi said, her voice trembling slightly. "They didn't waste a second. They swarmed me. It was a total sensory explosion. I was pinned down by twelve hands, and the first thing they went for were my **Boobs**. They were grabbing them, kneading them, treating them like prizes they had finally won. Then, they moved to the rest of me. I was subjected to a relentless **Fellatio** circuit. I was forced into a series of **Deepthroat** maneuvers, taking one after another until my jaw ached and my eyes watered. It was a continuous stream of heat."
Aoi took a sharp breath. "Then came the main event. Because there were so many of them, they decided to maximize my capacity. I was subjected to a **Double Penetration** that felt like it was rearranging my very soul. I had one guy in my pussy and another in my **Anus** at the same time. The girth of them... the way they moved in opposite rhythms... it stretched my frame until I thought I would break. I was screaming, Toko! I was **cummed** on and in so many times I lost count. My internal walls were pulsing, desperately trying to hold onto all of them at once. They used every hole I had, rotating with a tactical efficiency that left me in a dazed, white-out trance."
"A-And the end?" Toko whispered, her face beet-red.
"The finale was a total **Bukkake**," Aoi finished, her voice a dazed hum. "They lined up and unleashed their **cum** directly into my throat and across my face. It was a white tidal wave. Because they held my mouth shut to ensure every drop was delivered, the pressure forced the warm, white cream through my sinuses. I felt the heat of **cum** leaking from my **nose**, and a faint, trickling warmth even reached my **ears**. I was internally and externally flooded."
Toko sat in stunned silence for a long moment. "That’s... that’s a tragedy! You lost a whole year of donuts and your dignity because of a stupid game
Aoi looked up at Toko, her smile returning—only this time, it was sharp and knowing. "Oh, Toko you’re missing the point. I’m the best Mario Kart player I know. I lost on purpose.'

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A night to remember

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Facial 3

AI art "Asuna and Kirito stuck in a cave"

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Asuna and Kirito stuck in a cave

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Makima Dominatrix

AI art 'No One Watching ...' with user description 'Mitsuru had come to visit Miyo, but found only Atsuko, his mother-in-law, home alone.
The living room was silent, almost painfully silent.
Atsuko had offered him coffee, but the conversation had been hesitant, punctuated by awkward pauses, furtive glances, and a tension that neither dared to name.

Little by little, the atmosphere had grown heavy. A glance had lingered. A hand had come a little too close. When Miyo returned a few hours later, the silence had turned into something heavier, charged with desire.

A faint sound came from the living room: a breath, a soft thud, a rhythm she recognized immediately.

Most people would have been shocked.

Not Miyo.

She pushed the door open just enough to see them on the sofa, completely lost in each other, every gasp, every rapid breath, every shiver of uninhibited, unrestrained pleasure. Used condoms were scattered across the floor, the box empty and forgotten. They had surrendered to their deepest instincts, giving in fully, without a trace of protection, and the sheer audacity of it made Miyo’s pulse race even faster.

The room vibrated with forbiddenness. With daring. With a raw, relentless desire that had been building for so long. Every movement, every sound, screamed indulgence. They weren't hiding. They weren't stopping. They were immersed in the sin they had always wanted, completely indifferent to the world.

Miyo's lips curved into a slow, mischievous smile.
Her pulse quickened. The spectacle, the audacity, the pure, forbidden thrill — and the thought that they were giving in entirely, without limits, without care — thrilled her even more.'

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No One Watching ...

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Tharja 4

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Hot Neighbor

AI art 'EP.4 Missing Yoruichi!!' with user description 'This episode has been ready for a while, but to be honest, after the first part, I lost my inspiration.
Then I thought, “It's ready, why not publish it?”
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!
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Yoruichi was in a forest near Seireitei.
She was training hard, looking for some silence and an open space where she could unleash her maximum speed.

Suddenly, she began to feel weak and could no longer control her reiatsu.

The weakness grew stronger and she lost her balance. She realized she was about to faint, but before closing her eyes, she saw the figure of a man emerge from a tree.

It was the power-nullifier, only she didn't know it yet.

When she woke up, as she regained consciousness, she noticed that she had difficulty moving her hands and feet and speaking, because she was tightly bound with anti-reiatsu ropes imbued with the power of the power-nullifier and also had a ring gag. Every movement to free herself was useless.

Suddenly, the man appeared in front of her starting his mission, saying only, “Let's see how strong you are and how much you can resist.”

So he began to play with her mouth, taking advantage of the ring gag. When he was satisfied, he started to tear off her clothes and then took her energetically from behind, thrusting harder and harder.

The man then called phase 2, removing all her clothes and tying her legs wide apart to two trees. Thus began the second round. Before coming, he decided to do it on her. This was so he could take her from behind again until he came.

Yoruichi took it as mental training, even though she was looking for the first opportunity to take down the enemy.
She thought that opportunity was coming, but the power-nullifier had other plans. He wasn't removing the ropes as she was thinking, he made her lie on her stomach on a piece of wood, tied her ankles tightly and then tied them to her hands.

The man removed the ring gag, not to make her talk but to start a third round. He took her head and pushed it deep, holding her tight until he too was unable to resist, flooding her mouth, then coming on her face and breasts.

Yoruichi thought she had finished her “training,” and she wasn't wrong, except that the Power Nullifier had one last thing to do. She took the rest of the anti-reiatsu rope and tied it tighter and tighter to a tree so that she couldn't move even the slightest bit. He picked up the ring gag again and, after saying goodbye with a smile, left as quickly as possible to prevent her from catching up with him, knowing full well that those ropes would not hold for long without him nearby.

When Yoruichi freed herself after several hours, she saw no trace of the man, but found a simple note with a kiss made with lipstick and a large “M” marked nearby.

An evil grin formed on her face as she released a huge burst of reiatsu. Her next goal was clear. Find the person behind that M.'

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EP.4 Missing Yoruichi!!

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Succubus Queen

AI art 'Your wife on a business trip' with user description '"Hey honey, sorry I wasn't able to call last night, I was super busy."'

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Your wife on a business trip

AI art 'The Insatiable Twins' with user description 'They were at it all day and to the next morning.'

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The Insatiable Twins

AI art 'Komi's 1/100 Customers List' with user description 'Maybe you can help her to fulfill her customers list.'

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Komi's 1/100 Customers List

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Senza titolo

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Marina's getting naughty in the toilet

AI art 'EP.1 WHERE'S DENJI?!' with user description '"Power went a bit too far while searching for her cat.
She has been noticed by the power-nullifier, an anti demon-entity.
He restrained her in his basement and started to teach her how she should behave.
She tried to fight against the tape, but without her blood it was impossible to escape.
She doesn't seem that happy...
Is Makima behind this?
Power is already thinking about her revenge.."

Ok, this time I tried to create a sort of storyline as I imagined it while I was creating the pictures, I hope you'll enjoy it...

Who's next?.'

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EP.1 WHERE'S DENJI?!

AI art "Tharja 1"

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Tharja 1

AI art 'EP.2 Missing Ai!!' with user description '"Ai is late for her show, everyone is searching for her.
Someone shared some info about Ai movements with the mysterious man.
(Makima again?!?! Does she want to subjugate all the waifus from different verses?)

He grabbed her without difficulties, dragging her into his basement promising to leave her before the exhibition starts.
The man didn't contain himself that much and when he finished he didn't seem willing to set her free.
Ai started to get furious for the broken promise so the man shutted her mouth and added some tape, having a second round with her feet.
Once he finished again, he left the basement but not before putting her in hogtie.

Will Ai be able to escape?"

What can I say? I'm having fun creating those kinds of stories ahah
Maybe one day we'll see if Makima will receive what she deserves... Maybe it's not her fault.
Write a comment if you would like to see a specific waifu in distress, I'll take it into consideration.

ps. I know that the 1sts 2 pictures are different from the others, but other than for the barefeet they suited the context and... they were my favourites so I wanted to insert them anyways eheh

Bye'

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EP.2 Missing Ai!!

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The dairy farmer

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